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Aug 2014
So the incident,
intimidates and consoles.
Will never beat the water
that comes from nowhere
and rolls.

For the mind can only focus
on who will come next.
Not the jealous humans
to say and rant,
but the wave to wash over,
we wake up,
and we pant.

Refusing to care about others
rude needs.
See the ocean,
this is what Poseidon
really has to offer
and what he feeds.
Giving the mind a chance
to break

Stress has its place,
but the ocean is where we
say to the disruptive stress,
"You're not for me."
Luna Casablanca
Written by
Luna Casablanca
   Amanda Goodness
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